Lil' Migo Heaven Lyrics

[Intro: Fresco Trey & Lil Migo]
Mm, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Uh (Uh-uh)
(We love you, Perc)
Uh-uh, uh

[Verse 1: Lil Migo]
Spent 'bout a hundred thousand on this watch (Phew, turn up)
Spent 'bout a hundred thousand on this car (Uh, let's go)
Taking this pain, I know it come with scars (Pain)
Perfecting my craft, I know it come with bars (Bars)
Came from the streets, knowin' that I'm ready (Go)
Just like a jungle, gotta keep machetes (Phew, turn up)
Niggas be stealing style, give me credit (Credit)
I made some sacrifices, can't regret it (Let's go)
Lil' nigga, let's go
[Chorus: Fresco Trey & Lil Migo]
Let's go, I done made me a wholе lot, but it still won't make me sell my soul, oh (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
I can sеnd money all day, but it still won't help me bring my dog home, oh, oh, oh, oh (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
If heaven had a phone, I'd call my brothers on his cell phone
And I can't be stopped, no (Yeah), free the bros, that's locked down (Yeah)
AMG go light speed, my old hoes don't like me no more-more (No more)
I seen it all, I did it all, I want more-more (I want more)
No, I can't settle for shit 'cause I'm better than this, I— (Turn up)

[Verse 2: Lil Migo]
No, I can't settle for shit (Phew, for shit)
Baguette, diamonds on my neck and my wrist (Baguette, ice)
Havin' acres, I can't sell where I live (Let's go) Havin' haters, I can't say what I did (Turn up)
Before I ever made a song (Before I ever made a song, phew), I had a million dollars in the wall (Million dollars in the wall, beep)
I had a million calls in the law (Million calls in the law, yeah)
Sit up and reminisce about my dog (Reminisce about my dog)
Lil' nigga, let's go (Turn up)
Runnin' through heaven, got a phone (Phone)
I just wanna make a call, lil' nigga, let's go (Brrt, go, phew)
Full press up on the court (Full court)
To the rim with the ball, lil' nigga, let's go (Swish)
Headed forward, I can't stop (Heading, phew), knowin' I'ma do it all, lil' nigga, let's go (Turn up, lil' nigga)
Reach for this chain (Reach), I'ma snatch your brain (Ice, brr)
I'ma shoot it all, lil' nigga, let's go (Huh)
[Chorus: Fresco Trey]
Let's go, I done made me a whole lot, but it still won't make me sell my soul, oh (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
I can send money all day, but it still won't help me bring my dog home, oh, oh, oh, oh (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
If heaven had a phone, I'd call my brothers on his cell phone
And I can't be stopped, no (Yeah), free the bros, that's locked down (Yeah)
AMG go light speed, my old hoes don't like me no more-more (No more)
I seen it all, I did it all, I want more-more (I want more)
No, I can't settle for shit 'cause I'm better than this, I, I—

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